Blooms Poem by aathi parthipan

Love is the lip-to-lip kiss that you give when
The eyes turning dark and bloody after
Gulping the venom offered by you
Your proud glance thrown at me turning at the
Faraway corner
After going away bidding good bye
The smile that you offer with a wink that makes me explode within
Love is but the resonance of the perennial rivers all over the world
Collected in your palms as raindrops
Caressing your very being, safeguarding silence translating you
-getting entrapped in the grand radiance called eye, getting
Goosebumps
-all these and more love
Feeling shy bursting out having you stitched all over my being
All these and more love
Oh my love
In your absence burying my face in the pillows
The stir of my being in
Life's stir lingeringly sprouting is love
Oh my love
Love is but the love that blooms in the last particle
Of the cooked rice with your venom evenly mixed in it.